A/N: Since I'm still writing the Eighth installment and Sixth Chapter of Heir and the Spare, I wanted to write something in between. Hopefully, I'll be able to write another update of Shots in the Dark, Flashes of Memories before I post that chapter. This chapter is about Himeko, and what sort of person she is. Hopefully, you'll like her; she's still a child, so go easy on her. This is before any of the stories happened so it's like a prequel or something. Please while you're at it vote at my poll so far I've gotten 13 votes with Mafia School and Vongola HQ seemed to be at a draw.
Acquisition of a Guardian…or Not
Walking in the silent streets of Italy, a young girl with a baby on her shoulder was simply exploring the streets they were. This girl was wearing a simple sea green blouse, knee long cardinal red skirt, and black flat shoes with knee high white socks. With her wavy platinum blonde that reached to her shoulders, cognac brown eyes, and silky smooth milk skin, she was the gem in the street without even trying. Even with the child on her shoulder.
A very strange sight indeed, even so the baby was kind of cute, with his black suit and fedora with a chameleon on it. Such strange beauty was difficult to get near with so she was easily able to walk unmolested in the streets.
She entered a thrift shop, walking calmly to the clothing section, weaving around the clothing racks looking around; she entered a changing room, letting the drapes hide her. Patiently waiting in the enclosed space, she soon took out her hand, as a shadow dawned on the drapes, and grabbed someone outside. All the while the baby on her shoulder leaped off.
Pulling the person in, she wrapped herself around them and spoke.
"You know it's not nice to stalk a girl on the streets. People might take it the wrong way." Sliding a knife from her sleeve she slowly and purposely dragged it to her hostage's neck. "Now tell me who you are, what you want, and I might just leave with your neck intact."
Looking at the grass green eyes and the obvious silver hair on the boys face, the young girl smiled an innocent smile that belied her intention.
As her hostage looked at her, he knew that he couldn't bullshit his way out of it or even blasting his way out. Even so, wrapped around by her and held at knife point by this powerful girl he still couldn't help but notice her power and he was drawn to it. And, yet strangely rather than feel threatened by her in the position she held him, he didn't feel as if he was in danger. He was looking at a superior, who wasn't dismissing him. He could never lie to her.
"My name is Gokudera Hayato, I'm a freelancing mercenary specializing in . I, I, I was hired by Reborn to attack you, and if I defeated you, I would become the new Vongola Decimo. I, I'm sorry Himeko-"
Cut off before he could continue, Himeko smiled happily, "If Reborn wanted us to fight then let's, come with me. You may just become the next Decimo, Hayato-kun." Dragging the silver teen from the changing room, the blonde was excited by the prospect that Reborn brought her. She was getting bored just window shopping, this boy here could help her and she him.
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In an undisclosed warehouse, both teens were facing one another from a distance. Himeko, Decimo Heir of the Vongola Famiglia against the freelancing explosive expert and mercenary.
The blonde heir scarcely glanced at the small black figure floating on a hot air balloon. Taking out her sheathed sword from her person, she slowly pulled her blade from its sheath, as she stared the silver teen take out the dynamites from his person. Throwing the sheath away, they began their battle the instant it hit the ground.
Plunging forward the silveret, the heir made sure to end the battle as swiftly as possible. Seeing her opponent throw his dynamites at her the instant the battle started, she swiftly, yet gently, pushed away the dynamites from her path doing something like that was child's play. Rushing toward at an unbelievable pace she knew that with just his dynamites he wouldn't be able to hit her, so unless he had something else this would be over way too soon, a disappointment in all truth.
In all fairness Gokudera had not anticipated that she would be as quick and skillful as he witnessed her to be. True he didn't actually thought that he would win this battle, but if he didn't show a good performance there would be no way that she would ever accept him into the fold. Even though it was going to hurt, he pulled out a miniature dynamite and lit it. With a smaller fuse, it blew up before the Vangola heir could swat it away. As both fighters were flung out of the way by the resulting explosion the other dynamites that weren't dealt with by Himeko exploded as well.
As the resulting explosion ended, a disoriented Himeko and Gokudera picked themselves up. This time even more ready to continue.
The silver teen knew that he didn't have a lot to go for before he would be beaten so he decided to go for that. Throwing his double bomb again at the rushing heir, he saw the glint on her eye that said, really you're trying that again? Seeing her swat away the dynamites he was glad that she didn't hit those with her blade. With a smirk he watched gleefully as the miniature dynamites exploded a lot closer than she had believed that they were. As he threw a barrage of dynamites at his fallen opponent not caring that it was maybe a bit overkill.
It was amazing how by mixing his miniature dynamites with his bigger dynamites no one would've suspected that dynamites that looked as if they were heading towards you from afar were really right next to you ready to explode. Waiting for the smoke to die down he wanted to know if maybe, he could may have won.
As the smoke cleared, he noticed that she wasn't were she was supposed to be. Looking around trying to find her a blade was found close to his neck as he felt a figure in his back. Not only that but he felt the sharp sting of a knife on his back as well.
"H-how did you survive that?" asked a surprised silver teen.
"No, the better question is what to do to you know that you lost. I could leave you here, kill you, or whatever. Now tell what should I do?" Spoke a calmed heir, though he knew that it was a rhetorical question she already had passed her judgment on him.
All he could do was pray.
Seeing the blades withdraw his hopes elevated thinking that maybe today his prayers would be answered. But, hearing her footsteps recede as she walked away his hopes began to wither. Not understanding her choice he began to walk forward looking directly at her back.
Stopping, Himeko looked behind her. She knew that he would follow her, if only he stood there like an obedient puppy she wouldn't be force to do this.
"Really, do you follow everyone who can kill you or is it just me?" Before Gokudera could blink, there she stood the Vongola Heir with her blade pointed directly to his chin. And, he realized then and there that she could have killed him anywhere and anytime, she was that far above him.
"I mean I know I'm pretty but I don't really like stalkers that much. But, it seems as though you want to be punished even more than you've taken so far," she continued.
As the baby with the fedora appeared on her shoulder, he spoke matter a factually, "You know it is the laws of the mafia in that those who lose to another become a the others subordinate. He is not a member of any famiglia so that already makes him a part of your fagmilia. You of all people should know that rule Baka-Hime."
Staring blankly at Gokudera, he had no idea what she was thinking, but her gaze scared him terribly so. He felt too bare and raw and he didn't like it.
"No, I really don't believe that you'd fit in my famiglia, if that's what you want. Perhaps if you grow up more but right now all I see is a petulant child who has no idea what it means to be a mafioso. I suggest seeing more of this world. I think it'll expand your horizon, well so long as survive that is. Well so long Hayato-kun I hope you don't disappoint me." Leaving a shocked boy behind her, Himeko knew that she had crushed his world, but she didn't cared. Whether he survived or not was anyone's guess.
"He would have been a great addition to your famiglia you know," a nasal voice spoke out loud after both, girl and baby, had returned to the streets.
"I know, you don't get people like that very often. Which is why I want you to call the Japanes branch and tell them that if they see Gokudera Hayato to bring him in the fold. Start him in the very bottom and see how he grows. As he is now though it would never had worked well between us... The only way he would ever have found any satisfaction in our world would be if he bled for and he hasn't so far, not by a long shot." Agreeing with her silently, the baby had decided to do just that. A call from Reborn would certainly help things a long.
A childish ringtone broke the silence, as Himeko picked up her phone she knew just who was calling. "Huánghòu, whatever you're asking I'll do it. Yep today is such a great day, I doubt anything you'll put me through will get rid of that. Okay, I'll see you there ciaou." Finishing her call, she knew that her annoying best friend would no doubt mess with her all day, but it was too beautiful of a day to be alone. Plus, they had a lot to talk about.
A/N2: I know, I know this was too long. Sorry that I took so long but I just been distracted so much with being obsessed with Marvel's Young Avengers and Runaways series that I completely forget to type anything. Thankfully, I've already read enough fanfiction and comics to sate me. So I'll continue my postings. By next week or so I'll post chapter 6 of Heir and the Spare. I wrote this because this is going to be series of chapters of how Tsuna's Sister, Himeko, met with all of Tsuna's Gurdians, plust it tell more about who she is, and what she's about. I haven't fleshed her out yet so hopefully writing these chapters would help me with that. Next chapter will be about how she met Yamamoto when she was younger. Tell me what you think of her, pleas read and review.
